Chapter 644


Autumn in the Qinling Mountains is the most suitable for autumn outings.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sunshine is warm. Although there are no flowers in bloom in spring, and there is no fragrance of flowers and plants in the wind, the scenery is so gorgeous that it is more moving and beautiful than the colorful flowers in spring.

In other words, autumn in the Qinling Mountains is the colorful autumn leaves.

The mountains and forests are layered on top of each other, and the autumn leaves show different colors. Those colors change every other day, and the colors become more obvious as we go into late autumn.

Some mountains even change three times a day.

It's really like an oil painting that flows and changes.

When Chen Ling and his son returned to the village, they took a detour from the forest farm because they heard someone say at the school gate that someone seemed to have seen Prince Turtle in the river at night.

He felt that Garlic had appeared a bit frequently recently, so he wanted to go over and see what was going on.

After turning around in a circle, Garlic didn’t come out, so he probably wasn’t nearby.

He doesn’t mind either.

The blue sky, the picturesque mountains and forests in the distance, and the migratory birds flying in the sky made the father and son feel relaxed and happy.

The big ones roared folk songs, while the small ones screamed loudly.

The farce in front of the biscuit factory has long been forgotten.

Not many people come to the forest farm here. There are always few people. It’s fun for them to make such noises and gallop around.

He rushed back to the village before noon. When he arrived in his yard, he no longer needed his help with the fire bed.

Chen Xiaoer and the others are here, and Zhao Yubao and the others are also here...

On the one hand, they are here to help, and on the other hand, they also need a fire kang to spend the winter.

Just help each other.

But no matter what, if you come to help, you have to take care of the food.

Of course there is no need for Chen Ling to cook today. The mother-in-law and the second sister-in-law and daughter-in-law have already done it.

Made steamed noodles and egg drop soup.

You can eat it when you get home.

It was early lunch today. While eating, Chen Ling pulled Wang Qingzhong and his wife to talk about the spicy strip machine.

He has never told these two people about this matter.

When the two of them heard that the spicy strips could be made with a machine, they were very surprised and strange.

I couldn't figure it out all of a sudden.

Chen Ling didn't explain much, and simply told them: "The machine for making spicy strips won't be able to make it in a short time, and mass production will definitely not work, but don't worry, we don't have to think so much now.< br>
I have gone to the mountains a few times these days, and suddenly I feel that we have been a bit over the top.

Second brother and sister-in-law, if you are fine at home, you should continue to do it. Even if it fails, Da. If it’s not up to my standard and not as delicious as mine, it’s okay...

We’ll sell it after we make it.

Even if it's slightly cheaper.

Let’s practice slowly, right? "

When the two heard what Chen Ling said, they thought so. Wang Qingzhong even slapped his forehead, saying that he was always worried that it would be wasted if he didn't do it well.

My parents were watching, and they I'm afraid that my parents will see the nagging and I won't be able to do it, and I can't bear my brother-in-law's good intentions.

I still think too much.

If you think too much and act too eagerly, you will easily get into trouble and end up in a dead end from which you cannot get out.

This is what this person is most afraid of.

Chen Ling also went to the mountains a lot recently. He ran around every day and walked his dog with a hawk. His mood became brighter and he suddenly figured it out.

It turns out that I am still demanding too much.

Think about the spicy strips you saw in your previous life. When you first started, weren’t they all varied and messy, both delicious and unpleasant?

There are many types of spicy strips, all of which have evolved step by step.

Where can I find something that is so delicious when it is cooked right away?

Wang Qingzhong and the others have just started, how can they ask for too much?

Besides, the tastes of children nowadays are not as sophisticated as those of later generations. Even if the second uncle and brother cannot meet their own standards, it is still more delicious than most snacks.

After all, the ingredients are there.

"Let's do this for now. If there's nothing else to do, we'll continue making it at home. Let's pick up those that are particularly simple to make." Got gluten.

You only need to simply soak the tofu skin to make it rise.

Pour it into the fried sauce twice. After absorbing the flavor, wrap it in a layer of red spicy oil and buy it.

"Okay, okay, this is simple. Your sister-in-law and I have confidence in this."

Wang Qingzhong was very happy after hearing this and said: "When the time comes to pick up and drop off Zhenzhen, your sister-in-law and I will be able to sell spicy chips."

"Yes, we can also pick up and drop off Zhenzhen."

Chen Ling said with a smile: "What? You can also sell it at the entrance of Xinlingzhong. Our small yard is right there. If it doesn't work, just do it in the yard over there. We can make it at any time and sell it at any time. This is too It’s convenient.”

“Hahaha, that’s right, my parents said that you can’t even live in this place.”

Wang Qingzhong listened more and more. I think it's feasible.

Second sister-in-law Guo Xinping also said: "Yes, this house still needs to be popular. Your second brother and I will go around every day and light a fire there."

"It doesn't have to be every day. Go ahead, spicy strips are heavy in oil, salt and spicy, and have a longer shelf life than ordinary snacks. You won’t be afraid if you make more than you can sell out.”

Chen Ling responded and quickly finished the bowl of steamed noodles. , went to fill up a large bowl of egg drop soup, and while drinking, peeled the quail eggs and ate them.

Now that I am a founder, I cannot be limited.

No one is competing with me. It tastes good, so you can do whatever you want.

What's wrong with using bean curd skin to make a fool of yourself?

Take your time.

What about spicy strips, spicy slices, and spicy strips? Let’s start the business first.

This business is small and easy to do.

It’s better than having my uncle and his wife go through the wind and snow in the mountains to collect grain in the winter.

In fact, the original spicy strips were made of soy products.

At that time, they were not called spicy strips, they were just dried tofu and dried tea. They were very popular in the spicy food areas of Hunan and Jiangxi.

But then, the flood of 1998 suddenly raised the price of soybeans.

Doubled.

The price was high, so we couldn’t use soy products, so we changed to using flour instead of large gluten, which was later called spicy strips.

...

In the afternoon of that day, Lao Zhou and the others left one after another. Before leaving, the crew of Journey to the West came to Chen Ling again and signed a simple agreement.

They fell in love with Er Baldy, and the conditions they gave him were relatively generous.

With Zhou Weijun and two knowledgeable people, they will naturally not use any tricks.

All he needs to do is for Chen Ling to go to Beigan next spring.

Because Chen Ling wanted to buy a shop in Bei'an, he would have to go to Bei'an sooner or later.

So after leaving today, Chen Ling went to the entrance of the village to simply say goodbye.

My colleagues sent me two more, Chen Xiaoer and Chen Baoshuan.

Chen Xiaoer went to Zhou Weijun.

Chen Baoshuan, of course it is because Lao Zhou and the bosses have allowed him and Chen Dazhi to make money.

What safety charms, pen holders, bird cages, flower baskets and other things. There are also small ornaments carved with the local scenery of Chenwangzhuang, such as the thousand-year-old giant turtle, the dragon son and the grandson, the crane, the immortal pine...

There are even small ornaments from the Chen Ling family. The images of the white cow, the little green horse, and the kite are also included, as are the wild boar king and the sika deer.

If it weren’t for Professor Zhong not selling paintings.

They are probably going to make an engraving of the local scenery painted by Old Man Zhong.

Even though they didn't succeed, Chen Dazhi and Chen Baoshuan made a lot of money.

The main reason is that country people have little experience in the world. They do good work, but they dare not charge too high a price.

Those bosses are rich, and they think such good things are so cheap, so they get one thing and want to get others.

In the end there will definitely be more and more.

Zhou Weijun also had the same virtue and made Chen Ling's version of Wu Song fighting the tiger, and also made so many bird cages that they couldn't fit in the car.

"Do you think Uncle Fugui can make money by having so many sika deer? I see that the price of sika deer harvested by Xiao Fang is not very high, and raising these deer requires a lot of food. In the end, this is not cost-effective."

" Yes, in the end it’s better to raise cattle and sheep.”

“Maybe Uncle Fugui just wants to keep them for fun, isn’t his little muntjac just for Zhenzhen and Ruirui to play with. ?”

“That’s definitely the case...but I was thinking, is it easier to catch deer in the mountains now? Besides, it doesn’t cost money. If raising deer makes money, my family will catch a few and keep them at home. Go up.

Let them grow more and then sell the meat.”

In the afternoon, Chen Ling and his second uncle and the others were in the village yard, having a rest on the fire bed.

At this time, there was a group of young boys coming back from picking wild fruits outside the yard, and they walked over while talking to each other.

"Did you hear that? As for you, Lingzi, I can't figure out why you raise deer."

Wang Qingzhong used a shovel to dig up the remaining mud and said with a smile.

“No matter what they say, can’t I just keep it and play with it?”

Chen Ling was speechless.

Now that the people in the village see what he does, they are all considering whether they can make money with him.

I can’t say that this situation is bad.

As long as you don’t come to him asking questions about anything and it’s not annoying, he doesn’t think it’s a big deal.

Especially when there are young boys like this in the village who are energetic, willing to make progress and take the lead in doing something, the atmosphere in the village is quite good.

Even now that I hear it in my ears and have people guessing about it, I still feel speechless.

Guo Xinping interjected: "Let me see, it's Boming, and my brother-in-law Er Lengzi from Jushengjia. These two are down-to-earth. Lingzi, you made money with them, and they are still willing to study hard and buy newspapers. Watching the news and inquiring about outside information is far better than the ones in the village."

"Yes, Bo Ming won't talk about it. Er Lengzi's family dug up a lot of good medicinal materials a while ago and sent them over. , I saw that his hands were rotten, and when I asked him, he didn’t say anything.

Later, Brother Jusheng said that this kid also learned to make hot sauce and pickles at home.
< br>I said that even if I can’t figure it out, I still have to figure out the order of the recipes, which means I know myself and my enemy. ”

Chen Ling smiled.

In short, he felt that he was pretty good at judging people. Anyway, everyone was quite down-to-earth and not a white-eyed wolf.

That’s good.

The main reason is that he has no ambitions. He has never thought about how big he must be or how much money he can make in any business.

In other words, you can bring your relatives and friends to make some money, and then each family can buy two houses or shops and just collect rent there.

This will be safe for at least twenty or thirty years, and the profit will not be lost.

As for himself, he still has the same old plan.

After the houses and shops are guaranteed.

He then worked hard to preserve the good things left by his ancestors, and kept dogs, cows, bees and the like well.

The rest is to grow flowers, fruits and vegetables, raise fish, and hunt.

This is also his fun.

Especially after he discovered the sinkhole, the many plants in it aroused his great interest.

I also want to have some fun crossing it with some papaya fruits from Dongtian.

For example, the watermelons he left in Dongtian in the first half of the year and did not move out.

When the time comes, you can also plant it in the Tiankeng and cultivate and tinker with it yourself.

There are too few people going there.

New varieties are cultivated, which are easier to carry when taken out.

"I remember that the flowers, plants and trees grow better in the Miasma Valley. Maybe after I finish walking around the tiankeng, I can go there to get some new things."

Chen Ling thought to himself.

Professor Han and the others have been too busy this year, and Miasma Valley didn’t figure out the reason before.

This year, they said they would conduct a survey after autumn, but nothing happened.

Now I am traveling to the Yunnan-Guizhou region.

"If they don't come, it's good for me to do something myself."

There was nothing going on in the village, so Wang Qingzhong and his wife happily went back to experiment with spicy strips.

Chen Ling stayed here, watering the flowers, feeding the birds, and then tickling the little white cow. He hugged his big head and stroked it, rubbed it, and had enough fun. Just lean on its broad body and bask in the sun.

Taking advantage of the afternoon sunshine, I squinted my eyes and read folk ghost stories and legends in local magazines.

I fell asleep quickly.

The little white cow was also lying next to the sink with its legs curled up, squinting its eyes and taking a nap.

While sleeping soundly, Chen Ling heard a crisp banging sound. Following the sound, Chen Ling opened his eyes and saw that it was a group of sparrows surrounding the cages of crows and cuckoos. He went into the cracks to steal food.

This little crow is not as wild as the little cuckoo. Wang Zhenzhen picked up the egg when it was a child. From the time it was hatched to being raised, it rarely left the cage. The sparrows did not respond to the food, and they had no intention of fighting back. .

"Go, go."

Chen Ling waved his hand to scare away the sparrows, and took out a slingshot from the cave. He hit it casually, and a sparrow fell down.

“Hey, look at our accuracy, it’s amazing.”

After boasting, Chen Ling opened the slingshot continuously and fired randomly. Recently, there are no people living in the village at night. These idiots are thieves from home. He knows how to build a nest and has probably found a place to live at home.

So he didn’t know how to dodge at first, so Chen Ling shot down several of them, and then they all buzzed and flew away in panic.

"I haven't used a slingshot for a while, and I haven't stepped back."

Chen Ling happily picked up these sparrows and threw them into the cave. After picking them up, he ducked in.

I shot the birds and fed the leopards while they were fresh.

As soon as you enter the cave, there is an exciting scene.

I saw the tail-broken leopard, taking the little leopard that had just been let in, confronting a group of jackals.

That leopard with its tail cut off looked like a coward despite being so docile in front of Chen Ling.

Now Chen Ling has found a companion for it.

Still an immature female leopard.

I suddenly became energetic.

Looking like this now, arrogant, grinning, coupled with the scars on his face, it makes him look ferocious and scary.

As soon as Chen Ling appeared, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He pinched his tail and ran away, not even caring about his beloved little female leopard.

"Hey, little tail, why are you so timid again? Don't run away, come here and eat."

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